Get A Better One lyrics translation: CHRIS SMITHER Get A Better One song texte and letras CHRIS SMITHER Get A Better One tab, paroles and testo CHRIS SMITHER Get A Better One Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
Lemme tell ya `bout Linda Lou,
She had a big head,
She slept with her hat on,
She had a big butt too,
She kept me whole with a big heart,
She went away, I fell apart,
I`m all alone,
Yeah, I`m on my own.
Lemme tell ya `bout Betty Jean,
She had a filthy mind,
She worked at the car wash,
But she could not come clean,
Long as I live I`m gonna love her to death,
She said she`d be back, I don`t hold my breath,
I`m all alone,
Yeah, I`m on my own.
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I don`t know why,
They get a look in their eye,
And they leave me,
They think I don`t know
What`s goin` on,
But believe me, I know they`re gone.
Lemme tell ya `bout Billie Ray,
She told me she needed a man,
Money`s nothin`,
But that`s all she`d say.
I couldn`t get her to say I do,
Now she`s gone, the money too,
I`m all alone.
Yeah I`m on my own.
I`m gonna get me a better one,
One with one name,
Who comes when I call her,
We`ll have a lot of fun,
Be glad to see me when I get home,
Wag her tail when I bring her bones,
I ain`t alone,
Never on my own.